RussiaXReader Come Home, My Sunflower

It's been a while since you last saw Ivan. Not that you two lived far from each other but somehow you just didn't have the chance to meet. You weren't a couple anyway, so you didn't feel bad when you settled down with some other guy.

But you could see the disappointment on his face clearly when Ivan got to know that you were taken. First he seemed to accept it and he didn't hug you so much and he spent less time with you too. You couldn't help feeling bad about him but there was nothing you could do anymore.

You didn't know, but it hurt him inside horribly. He couldn't believe you had forgotten everything you two went through before. Those sweet kisses, comforting hugs and passionate nights... Yes, it all happened. When he needed you because he was feeling down, you were always there for him. You comforted him everytime you had to, you never wanted to see him sad.

You weren't in love with him but you hated to see him suffer. You were just doing your best to cheer him up and it didn't matter what it took. You were just there for him and that was all. Nothing serious. Unlike him. He loved you truly with all his heart. He thought you had the same feelings for him that he had for you but everytime he said he loved you, you said the same thing. Then he got too busy and you found someone else for yourself. And he didn't put on a fight, he silently accepted that your heart didn't belong to him. And you lived your life how you wanted.

However, things suddenly got hard in Russia and it didn't help Ivan's sadness. He wanted consolation already.  But anyone who could ever cheer him up was you and nobody else. He needed your comfort.

"Privet, Sunflower." He greeted you with a loving smile at your door. "Oh, hi Ivan, how are you? Come in." He entered without a word and you closed the door behind him then turned to him. "What bring you here?" You smiled at him. "Oh, just... I wanted to see you." He replied quietly. "I see. You're always welcome here, you know. Would you like a drink or something?" You asked, ready to leave to the kitchen.

"No, just stay here." He answered, weirdly, in a deeper voice than the usual, which scared you for a moment, but you worried about his voice only until he held your hand and pushed you against a wall, and held you there by your shoulder before leaning down to catch your lips in a long kiss. And while with one hand he pressed your shoulder against the wall, he held your hand tightly with his other and held it up to his chest.

Your eyes went wide open for a second but then you relaxed into the kiss. He wasn't rough, nothing hurt, you were simply surprised by how sudden it was. You looked up at him and sighed softly. The kiss wasn't a new thing for you of course, you two have kissed so many times before.

But it was much different. He wanted it desparately and you shifted a bit, uncomfortably. You knew it wasn't right anymore. You wanted to stay faithful and it wasn't the right way for that.  You slowly tried to pull your hand back but it made him break the kiss and stare down at you.

"What's wrong?" He asked shortly and you looked away. "Ivan, I... I have a boyfriend you know..." "Da, I know." He replied with the same darkish tone in his voice. "I shouldn't... We can't... We can't do this anymore." You muttered softly. "I don't care." Was your answer immediately before he held you to himself and lifted you up, supporting you at your knees and back.

You grabbed his shirt and tugged on it, now slightly scared of him, which has never happened before.  "What are you doing?" You asked desperately while slightly squirming in his hold, which he increased in return to make you stop and he sat on the couch with you still tightly held on his lap.

You shivered in fear and pulled your arms in front of yourself, deep down hoping that he will leave you alone and won't do anything you didn't want. But everytime you expected him to do something really forceful, it never happened. He did grab your hands with only one hand and pushed them down on your thighs but after that all he did was first nuzzling then kissing your neck.

His kisses were soft and gentle but his hold was still strong on you. Somehow you managed to free your hands from his grip but only to hold his large hand on your lap. You relaxed a bit as you felt his hot breath tickling your neck. You forgot to fight back but you still knew you shouldn't let him do this.  You closed your eyes and shivered a bit when you felt his lips brush against the sensitive skin on your neck.

"Please, come back to me." He whispered into your neck. "What?" You opened your eyes a little to look at him but all you could see was his white hair. "You heard me." He kept mumbling into your neck. "Come back home with me." He said as he slid his hand from your arm up to tangle his fingers in your hair and hold your head close to his.

"But... This is my home now." You slowly reached up to stroke his hair slowly. "I can't just leave." "But then why did you leave me?" He asked in a sad child's voice. "Ivan, I..." You suddenly didn't know you could say to him, you just freed yourself a bit from his hold and shifted to let him lean his head on your upper chest and you stroked his back comfortingly. He wrapped his arms around your waist and continued holding you tightly. "If you loved me, why did you leave?" "I... I just wanted to make you happy. I hated to see you depressed." You lay your head on his as you were trying to find the right words but you tried not to hurt him too.

You realised you failed when soon you felt your shirt soaked where his head was. "Ivan?" You asked worriedly. In a quick moment he was already holding you tightly against your chest and he continued talking in his cracked voice as he was trying to hold back his sobs. His hand was now on your head again and he pressed your ear against his chest to let you hear his heartbeat.

"Can you hear it? It still beats for you. I loved you, I still love you from the bottom of it. So tell me, why... Why do you want to break it so bad?" By the time he finished the sentence he was already sobbing as he nuzzled your hair.

"Ivan I don't..." You let out a hopeless sigh and snuggled him a bit more. "Please, end this pain for me. I need you, I need you more than anything! Please, come home... Please, my sunflower..." And he held you tighter if that was possible.

"I'm sorry..." You whispered. "Come home..." He continued sobbing quietly.

"Ivan..."